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By His Little Fullback Date: 2002 Apr 19 Comment on this Work [[2002.04.19.09.06.10322]] |
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You see things the way you want to You may hear things that really aren't said Words might be spoken But usually, nothing is meant Love can be felt And still nothing is in return What was What is And will be Something that can't be taken Something that can't compare Something that wasn't meant to be What you feel You, alone, feel What you know You, once again, are wrong Nothing special Still a shadow How does it feel What is it like Out there In your imaginary world |